or I’m trying to anyway.

I feel like I’m failing on the one hand…not really even balancing work & packing/moving & not even thinking about working out. On the other hand, I keep telling myself to keep my head down & plow forward & this nightmare will be over by Friday.

But for now, the movers come on Thursday & there’s still tons for me to pack & move & ready before they get here.

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Moving day tomorrow! Whoopie! I don’t envy you one single bit! 😆 Well maybe about the new digs, I always loved settling into a new place any time I moved over the years. Of course, that was back when I spent 20 years in the military and I was damned glad when it was time to move. Now I do have to say if I lived nearby I’d rattle by in my old truck and help with a load or two.
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A new pad, man! A place to hang your hat! Soon you two will be settled in happy as clams! a place for everything…your running gear all set to trot soon as you’re ready. Happy moving!